The government, for once, did something right and actually helped get things under control. Of course, we Y-guys still encounter a little hostility an... resentment; I guess that's natural, given what happened. Some of the government boys asked me to help with the history of the big change. Of course, with my status as a Y-guy, I could have turned them down. We can pretty much do anything we want these days.Let me begin at the beginning.It started seventeen years ago, with the launch of the third. My Mistress wants to outfit her new apprentice. Black, red, lavender, and blue; all silk or satin if you please madam.” The woman looked both of them over a rye smile on her face. She said to Spencer. “Wait over there” and pointed at a small wooden bench. And to Carly. "Please young lady, follow me". Three hours later Carly reappeared dressed in a black satin from head to toe accented with bits of pink. Spencer almost couldn’t contain himself. The shopkeeper was in close behind.“The young. Poor Steve, he'd probably fall apart if he ever suspected; that was the usual result when a new young wife or husband was discovered kicking over the traces. And he was such a loveable darling, too! God, how she wanted to get him into bed for an hour or so... and just maybe, this startling event, whatever, or whoever it might be, was going to make that a reality!Don was truly going to soar when he found out... but no, she wouldn't say a thing until she was sure! Damn, who could it be? One of. “You are going to tell your uncle and parents that you’ve had a change of heart and decided to accompany me to the charity dinner. It’s a black tie event. You’ll have to wear a tuxedo.”Anthony was a bit shocked and confused by his Aunt’s demand. She also must have undoubtedly been embarrassed at having witnessed the lewd act of him fucking and coming in her shoe. So, why would she want to spend an evening with him?“Really?” he sheepishly asked.Rachel nodded and replied, “Yes. Really. Consider.